As I rampage through the forest the moon mocks and laughs at me
And though I wish I can land upon it and question it; "it" instead landed upon my soul
What is the reason behind this bloody massacre to be
Darkest tale unknown without a single answer to be told
Gone will be a family that will be in pain and then there will be mourning
I just pray to God to hold me tonight after their deaths and forgive me of my ways
To awaken to a brand new day and experience what is like to have a morning
Could I be the devil in disguise out of hell this dark bloody day...
So now you have given yourself to the moon, let it sharpen your claws.
feast in this nightmare that is your reality. Utter your last prayer, say your last words. The demon wakes in you once again...............
Very nice work Lord Enigma, you say your words well. All of you have opened up to a hunger that not even I can satisfy. The hunger of artistic creation. To enjoy your character, the food of imagination.